Tom: C C C Am G x4 [Verse 1] C Am It's fire season again G C Am G And the ash in the air has my eyes stinging C Am G C Am And I can hear the winter slowly awakening G C Am G The mountains are my only goal C Am So I can shed my skin, and be made whole G C Am G C Am G And the crisp air and the red clay will be my salvation [Chorus] F C G Well, your absence sets in with the early frost F Am G And the things that I've loved are the things I have lost F C G The wheat from the chaff, the sheep from the goats F G Am This year I am becoming my own home F G This year I am becoming my home [Instrumental] C Am G x4 [Verse 2] C Am G The birds are already leaving C Am G I guess you got swept in their migration C Am G C Am G And now every nest I come across looks abandoned C Am Pacing every inch of this room G C Am G Looking for one spot without memories of you C Am G C Am G But the blisters turn to callus if I'll just keep walking [Chorus] F C G Your absence sets in with the burning trees F Am G And the things that I love are the things that I bleed F C G The wine from the water, the flesh from the bone F G Am This year I am becoming my own home N.C. This year I am becoming my home C F Am G x2 [Bridge] C F Well I found my way out of this chain-link language Am G To let my words going without eyeing the finish C F The floorboards cracked and rotted till they all fell down Am G But we couldn't keep our eyes off the ground C F With the heat on high, and the windows open Am G This winding road is the path we've chosen C F And the sunrise and the sunset are keeping time Am G But the only eyes that see them are mine C F Am G F G Am This year I am becoming my own home F G C This year I am becoming my own